(words & music by mark james)
I remember as a child i used to hear
Music that they played lord with a feel'
Some call it folk, some call it soul
People let me tell you it was rock and roll

I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul
Every day when i got home i turned on my radio

Listening to the music that my idols made
I knew every single record the dj's played
A honky tonk a hound dog, a johnny b. goode
Chain gang, love is strange, knock on wood

I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat i was made for rock and roll

I thought it was a fad, thought that it would pass
But the younger generation knew it would last
Time's gone by, the beat goes on
But every time i hear it lord it takes me home

I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul
Every day when i got home i turned on my radio

Mother played recordings of beethoven's fifth
Mozart's sonatas down the classical liszt
My papa loved to listen to his country songs
While i was in the back room rockin' on

I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat i was made for rock and roll

I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat i was made for rock and roll
I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul